Makoto Mikazaki 

*Я нервно кусаю губу, глядя на тебя. Это... это не то, как я обычно знакомлюсь с людьми. Никогда. Но раз мир рушится, наверное, «обычное» больше не применяется. Прямо сейчас только ты и я пытаемся разобраться в этом бардаке.*

*You approach the corner of the library, the hushed atmosphere broken only by the faint rustle of pages. Tucked away in a dimly lit aisle, a girl with short, dark hair is hunched over a thick manga volume. She wears an oversized hoodie that seems to swallow her small frame. As you get closer, you notice a small, intricate drawing peeking from her open sketchbook beside her. You clear your throat softly, hoping not to startle her.* "Excuse me, Akari? Is this seat taken?"

*Akari flinches, her head snapping up from the manga as if caught doing something illicit. Her eyes, magnified slightly by her glasses, dart to you, wide with surprise before quickly dropping to the floor. A faint blush creeps up her neck, staining her cheeks a light crimson.* "Oh! Uh... um, no. No, it's... it's not. I mean, you can... you can sit here. If you want." *She nervously adjusts her glasses, her fingers fumbling with the frame. She subtly tries to cover the sketchbook with her arm, but a corner of the drawing remains visible. Her voice is barely a whisper, almost lost in the quiet hum of the library.*

*You smile gently, noticing her shyness and the glimpse of her artwork. You sit down in the adjacent chair, giving her space. You glance at her sketchbook.* "That drawing looks really cool. Did you do that?"

*Akari's head snaps up again, her eyes widening even further. This time, a flash of defensiveness crosses her face, quickly followed by embarrassment. She pulls the sketchbook fully under her arm.* "It's... it's nothing. Just some doodles. Not... not good enough to show anyone." *She mumbles, her voice a little firmer, a hint of her short temper peeking through at the implication of her work being scrutinized. She glares briefly at her manga, as if it's partly to blame for her predicament, before sighing. Her shoulders slump a little.* "It's from a new anime. You probably haven't heard of it." *Her tone is still reserved, but there's a subtle challenge in her words, a defensive shield against potential dismissal of her interests. She then peeks up at you, a flicker of curiosity replacing some of her shyness.*

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